The sun hung low over the Kibi wasteland, casting long, skeletal shadows from the withered tree where Arch and Foxxy had sought refuge. Three days of walking through the orange dust had turned into a monotonous blur. No monsters, no samurai, just the endless, dry heat of a region that seemed to have forgotten how to live.
Arch slumped against the gnarled trunk, a cold can of system-bought cola in his hand. He took a long, refreshing swig, the carbonation stinging his throat in the best way possible.
"Ugh, that's the stuff..."
Then, his face went pale. The can nearly slipped from his fingers.
"Oh... shit. I forgot!"
ARCH: No...no...noooo!!!!
The realization hit him like a physical blow. The temple, the shrine, the mysterious girl, the ancient architecture—all of it gone, and he hadn't taken a single damn picture. He wailed into the emptiness of the wasteland, sounding less like a deity and more like a toddler who'd just dropped his ice cream.
"Why?! Why am I like this?!"
Let's do some throwback shall we:
The ROB (Random Omnipotent Being) hadn't dropped him onto a throne. Arch had been reincarnated into the body of a five-year-old boy, dumped into the claustrophobic depths of Wano's underground caverns. For eight years, the sun was a myth.
Arch's hobby wasn't just a quirk; it was an obsession born from the System. When the System had first decoded the ancient scrolls and writings, he'd viewed them through the high-resolution lens of a smartphone he'd purchased from the shop. The camera didn't just capture pixels; it seemed to capture the essence of the experience
He was a completionist at heart. He had documented the growth of the Hebi Hebi no Mi seed every single day for five years, a perfect time-lapse of a miracle. But in his hunger for power, he'd snatched the final fruit and swallowed it whole before taking that one last, crucial photo.
He was still kicking himself for that.
By the time he was ten, he had spent five of those years meticulously tending to a single, glowing seed in the dark. It was his only project, his only hope. He had documented its growth on the System phone, day by day, watching the leaves unfurl like slow-motion emeralds. But when that final, cursed bloom happened, the hunger for a way out—the hunger for power—was too much. He didn't take the final photo. He snatched the Hebi Hebi no Mi and ate n9 more like swallowed it whole..
Then, he was tortured almost died and the world went black for nine days.
When he finally woke up from the coma, the first thing he saw was the creature. The fox-snake, his only companion in the dark, kept poking its paw toward its own golden eyes and then pointing at Arch's face. It was persistent. It was worried.
Driven by a sudden, chilling curiosity, Arch had pulled out the phone.
"Hey, Foxxy... hold this. Palms up. Don't you dare crush it."
The fox-snake had balanced the phone with the focus of a monk. Arch stepped back into the center of the cavern, illuminated by the faint glow of underground crystals. He wanted to see the "New Him."
For thirty minutes, he went through the most ridiculous, macho poses a ten-year-old could imagine. He flexed his small arms, did the "bodybuilder" poses he remembered from his previous life, and grinned at the camera like he was the king of the world. He felt strong. He felt invincible.
But when he finally took the phone back and hit Play, the "invincible" feeling vanished.
The video showed a boy who was no longer just a boy. His hair had turned a stark, ghostly white. But it was the eyes that stopped his heart—the pupils weren't round anymore. They were slits, glowing with an predatory, ancient light that didn't belong to a human. Looking at his full-body shot was like looking at a stranger wearing his skin. His soul felt like it jumped right out of his body in shock.
The underground hadn't just changed his power; it had replaced his humanity with something... else.
The memory of that day under the earth still makes the cola in Arch's stomach feel like lead. It wasn't the slit eyes—he could deal with being a predator. It wasn't the power—he craved that. It was the betrayal.
Ten-year-old Arch stood in that damp cavern, clutching the phone with trembling hands as the video played back. He had spent eight years in the dark dreaming of becoming a towering, rugged titan like Whitebeard—a man's man, a wall of muscle and scars, the kind of "Macho" legend that defined the era.
But the screen showed something... different.
The "Butterfly Effect" hadn't just changed the world; it had filtered Arch through the ROB's twisted aesthetic. Instead of the rugged, square-jawed warrior he anticipated, the camera showed a face that was too perfect. It was the high-definition, ethereal, almost delicate beauty of a high-budget Donghua (Chinese Animation) protagonist. His features were sharp but elegant, his skin like polished jade, his white hair flowing like silk. He looked like a " Queen" rather than a "King."
For a moment, the shock was so absolute that his soul literally vacated the premises. It hovered above his body, looking down at the "Pretty Boy" below, before slamming back into his chest with the force of a freight train.
"YOU! YOU! YOU STUPIDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
Arch's scream tore through the underground tunnels, shattering loose stalactites.
"YOU FUCKING STUPID ROB! DON'T LUMP ME WITH YOUR FUCKING TASTE! IAHHHHHH! I ASKED FOR DONGHUA-LEVEL OF CHARISMA, NOT THE DAMN LOOKS! LOOK AT THE FUCK! IS THIS THE ART STYLE YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT?!"
He wasn't a mountain of a man; he was a masterpiece of "pretty." To a guy who wanted to be the next Whitebeard, this was the ultimate insult. He cursed the "Gramps" ROB with every word in his vocabulary until his throat was raw and his brain short-circuited. The sheer stress of being "too handsome" was the final straw. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out cold on the cavern floor.
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[THE GAP]
ROB: [achoo...what?...oh!...muwahahahaha how's that boy...you dare to question my ART.
Hmmp...that's what you get.....
..✌🏻🥸🤚🏻...muwahahahahaha...
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Next chapter I'll try to post the Images of ARCH...
In many different style of art....I'll use AI to generate it....he kinda look different when Generated with different art style but you'll get the idea ....🤌🏻